The BVQ and the seminars taught me much about barristers operated and the law. The dinners were more about how barristers related to other barristers ...nd I learned a lot, getting to know the etiquette of formal dining; which as the son of a Tool Maker was foreign to me; practising the lessons, I had learned in the debating society and making contacts for my future life. I made one mistake when being introduced to a Q.C., a Mr. James Wolstenhome. I offered my hand to shake. He took it and then. "He said he wouldn't. He begged and pleaded with me to change my mind. But I played my trump card."You know," I said. "The girl at the lingerie store, I think she knows you. Gorgeous little blonde thing. Hayley, her name is. She says she takes a class with you at school."His eyes widened. I knew for a fact that he had had a crush on Hayley forever.I laughed. "Don't look so scared, Darling. I didn't tell her all this lingerie was for you, or show her that video of you in my nightie that I saved. My nipples rubbed into her small breast as she shook beneath me. Sparks flared when our nubs brushed. My futa-cock drank them in as I plunged over and over into her writhing passion.“Please, please, cum in me, Ms. Riter!” she howled. “Flood my pure, lesbian pussy with all your naughty futa-cum! Fill me with your seed!”Mom groaned beside us, rocking back and forth. Drool ran down her chin, her blue eyes feverish. Her blonde hair tumbled about her flushed face while her big boobs rocked. I loved. I was starting to gasp a little with each little flick of my nipple tips and it excited me and made my rhythm build faster.I started to feel a familiar pressure building in my balls and I knew I would come any moment. Suddenly there was a prickling in my chest, followed by a wave of new sensations. Confused, I stopped thrusting and looked down. I could see two prominent swellings drooping into Amy's hands. I'd grown breasts! She was kneading the yielding flesh, fingers playing across the large.